I may not have the strength to stand
but, by His hand, I rise.
I may be hindered by my slow tongue
but He, to my words, adds fire.
At times the details slip through the cracks
but He sharpens my senses with ease.
I often fall short of my souls desires
but He carries me the last mile.
My heart has been known to falter and fail
but His words breathe life to my pulse.
I am nothing, yet I am enabled and loved
by Him whom I call Lord.
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